Awesome….absolutely.Have no other words to describe this poem of urz….
It was HILARIOUS……Except 4 the pain which u had 2 undergo cz of the ant bite….Really sorry for that….
But atleast it inspired ur new creation…
So, d li’l red ant deserves a loud round of applause….isnt it??

Hello sweety
yeah it’s me again coz i promised to come to read, i enjoyed this poem about that nasty ant who has nothing better to do, this poem has something a lil bit fantastic… i didnt understand it well coz english .. hehe not my native language

Aye, our universe is writhe with these eternal questions. Am I now the God who flicks and creates sorrow for these small creatures? Because I am so large and so arrogantly intelligent, does that give any less creedence to their civilization? And do they have self realization within those confines, am I the evil god that burns the little creatures with a magnifying glass and then cry at the punishment I receive from a God much larger than I without understanding?

I was watching a show on the animal planet and it was showing thes Bulldog Ants that were like four inches long and were so mean that they chase anything down and bit them including humans, animals and other insects. These things were huge, but they are the Chaotic form of the ant. They live singularly like an eagle whereas most ants are commanded by the queen.

hi divooo…
who the hell cares wht an ant has done to to u….
if we see it frm the pther perspective….
an impulse, an abstract, an idea… infant one…. and we r sleepy, unconscious one,…. the idea rings us, we get stirred and as any idea, before being proved remains as a blesphemy, so was the ant… no matter how many times it bites, no matter whereall it bites, no matter whn it bites……
perhaps divoo…. we can do 2 things after the ant bites us up….
1. we wake up and b in that paining trance (till the moment of tranquility for full appreciation!!!)
2. we wake up, wash the face, and never try to take another nap (not try to sleep over the idea!!!)
is it really easy to get such an ant, that comes again and again ….and if we dont pay it attention under the daylight, it comes as a nightmare!!!!!
what am i talking abt?
does it have anything to do with ur poem? doesn’t it?
nicely written i must say!!!! kya baat hai!!! i wish anyday i cud write tow lines rhyming at least…. with sponateous flow!!! nah… not my Karma!!!
ThanQ divoo …
and sorry for the delay in response!!!
EnjoY
Aniruddh!!!

Divoo…
so i philosophised and confused u…..
ok!!! will take a note of it!!!!! dnt worry!!!!
accha!!! Pujaa calls me Wills Uncle (as Willz Uncle)…. now i really dnt have any idea abt that stuffs that it reminds u of!!!!!
chalo TC…..
EnjoY!!!

hellllllllll what a loadful of trouble…..lollllllllllll……when an elephant is in trouble even an ant will kick it!
tu aisa kar ant ko pehle vet ke pass check karva male hai ya female maybe the problem lies there lol…..
talk of writing in childhood…..sach kahu tho i failed in all subjects lol…..finals meh i got first division now dont ask me how when and why…cant wash mah dirty linen here nah"zara samjha karo"
yessss english meh kuch achi thi….my mind took flights beyond flights….and well i did try to write few times for the school magazine but honestly it was rejected as soon as that thought was expressed to my teacher lol….but i felt it churn in me long enough…and i realized eventually…that i make my destiny my teacher does not! smile
and thank you for liking my expressions…
hugzzzzzzzzzzzzz

so how was it….hehe…. dost u knw everytime when i visit ur page its kinda refreshin… however today in this poem…i think something is missin… may b if u wud have said somethin at me…it wud have been a different story…hehe….

Divoo thinks…

it feels funny at times
and cold too
it makes me feel uneasy
and peaceful too
i dunno what i want to say
but i know what i feel
i need to curb my thoughts
but the fruit of thought i peel
i shall and i will
but how and what
i might be able to
but i feel distraught
they overwhelm me
and i give in
i might do what is not right
but what i do ain't a sin
what i ought to know
is what i know not
i know it all i say
though i need not
are my thoughts the culprit
or is it me?
do i continue to question
or let it be?